Sister's Keeper Tattoo Novels & Stories

I got another chance with Linda and I couldn't help my curiosity to ask her about the inspiration behind the tattoo on her left shoulder, you should know me by now, I helplessly ask alot and my mum once said to me, 'Others will ask to be sure, you Helion would ask to death.' "I wanted to be a Bull, you know I never mentioned how I love it down here, but I was made an Alpha instead because my sister was already a Bull, the second commander in the marine force, five starship ago. I was obsessed with the green beret, till now regardless of the pains it cost me, so I had to mark it in." I wanted to know about her sister because she never mentioned her unlike Julius who would always want to talk

I try to explain, “No, I just wanted to—” “Then fuck off,” she says. I feel humiliated. The maidens laugh at me but cover their mouths when I turn. I walk off slowly. But she desperately stops me. “My lady, I am so sorry. Where did you get that tattoo from?” She holds onto my hands like a treasure. I withdraw my hands in annoyance, but she begs desperately. “I am a member of the deviant splinters. My father put that tattoo on me when I was twelve.” “It's the same tattoo my brother came home with, the tattoo he had the night before he left the night walker pack, please can you—”

“But because she called him.” Silence fell in layers. One Keeper young, lines only four, looked like she might vomit. Another older, lines completely looked like she might smile. Then a voice rose from the back of the ring, soft but clear. “We should go to her.” All heads turned. The speaker was a Keeper in plain dark cloth, no jewelry, no display. Her tattoos were not six. There were seven. Not carved into her skin like a crown faintly emerging, as if something inside her was trying to write itself out.

Looking out the window I can still see them flickering at the border of my packlands. "My sister wants what you have. I'm powerless to stop her or I would've done it years ago. Unfortunately, it is the one weakness I can't seem to break free from. The bond that ties us together." She turns her wrist showing me a tattoo looking older than time itself. I instantly am aware that she is much older than she presents herself as just like Cerberus. Strange that they have never crossed paths before though. Then again no witch has crossed Cerberus' path and lived to tell the tale. "That's nice, but how does that have anything to do with me?" I dismiss her problem and plop down on the end of my bed fl

“What's wrong?” Calanthe scoffed something under her breath, focusing back on her food. My mother stood up. Slow. Purposeful. “Naidira…” She started, her voice low. Unease prickled under my skin. That couldn't be good. “What?” I whispered, not daring to hope. She gestured to Calanthe. “Alpha Orion… He's been engaged to Calanthe long before the bonfire. He's not your mate. He's to be married to your sister.”

My thoughts ran far and wide, I didn’t realize had come closer to me, looking at my eyes “Snap out of it Sister, we do not have much time for those questions you keep asking” Her fingers snapped me out in an instant Removing the hood that covered her hair, she said “Hello Sister” We looked alike, from her blue eyes to her gold hair, but hers was much rough and longer, she looked pale but her beauty was unspeakable, her aura unmatchable, she knew what she was doing, as she moved towards the stand that held the spell book, raising her hood from her legs to bring a wrapped tiny bag, there I saw the same moon tattoo I have on my ankle, it was exact with what I have

Dad asked with a raised brow as he and Papa looked at my tattoo covered arms and I just shrugged "I've always liked em but never got the chance to get any" I said and he nodded "They're cool" My sister said as she walked over to stand beside us "Of course you'd think that since you've always wanted to get one but Mom never allowed you" I stated and she rolled her eyes at that before practically hitting me in the face just to show me the small tattoo on her wrist "I got it last month" she stated and I nodded "What did you even get?" I asked trying to figure out what she got tattooed and she huffed

Xander snarls, rejecting her explanation, too angry to see beyond it. “The Order of Three, but those that know about it call it the order.” She unzips her jacket, and her friends match her movements, moving in unison. Together, they pull their collar away from their necks, revealing a tattoo where a mate mark should sit. A triple moon is etched into the skin with black ink. The center moon has a key and arrow crossed with a paw sitting in the center, holding the components in place.

Now, my little sister here wanted to do the same because she found her mate fucking another she-wolf. My sister lives in the pack, but she was also the one who manages all our businesses in human territory, so she stayed there more. She sometimes calls me, or I visit her at her house in the city if I want to see her. But before her 18th birthday, I had been very busy and forgot about it. She’s not the type of woman who would want celebrations or parties, and she already told me not to make an extra effort on her special day. “Keisha, he is your mate. The moon goddess has gifted you with him because she knows that you will be better with him around.” I said, trying to make her understand. Shi

"The team mentioned that Blanca's typical day involves reading and writing fan fiction, but you're close to her. I thought you might know more." I gazed off for a moment, thinking about my sister. I remembered the flying saucer tattooed on her ribs, and the lyrics Lennox had scrawled on her forearm. She had called that tattoo spontaneous. I understood that I could be tough, but I wasn't a prude or her father. I was her older brother, and I was glad she had done something that made her happy. If she wanted to stay on tour longer, I would let her without hesitation.